closed starter for @smutrandom
Ken had spent a lot of time and a lot of money investing in this new bimbo. Getting her new lips, new tits, the works. Not to mention a wardrobe that would accentuate her body, even though part of his demands for her was to wear as little as possible around the house as often as possible. She was eager to be his pet, his bimbo, his whore and yet? He hadn’t properly broken her in yet. The whore was trained enough, and now was the beginning of the remainder. The bimbo was ordered to be at his bedside by the time he woke up, face pressed against the floor, back arched and her thick ass up, presenting those tight holes of hers as if she were offering them to her master. And in all honesty? She was. He stirred in the early goings of the morning, before the sun had even begun to rise and turned his head to see that she’d so far followed his instruction to the letter. As he knew she would.